RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Racking notes like billiard balls, knocking
each one into pockets of tables in music.

Leaving nothing to imagination, just scoring
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Registering music rapidly as I listen, shaking and
taking me into realms of another night of entertain-
ment.
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Heart on fire, wanting to be quenched in another's arms,
not being heard, yet desires keep flowing like a river
to the ocean.
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Seething within with the beauty of love's beginning,
watching it's candle flame glowing and growing ever
higher within.
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Climbing steadily into desires of a bereaved heart,
hoping to settle it's grief with the setting sun
this evening.
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Twisting and turning, going down spiral roads,
trying to find our way along the edges of life.

Keeping all our hearts in one definite pattern,
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Miseries being shaken from within through music
and it's rhythms, loving excitement and thrills
of tonight's entertainment.
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Silhouettes of yesterday staying in the background,
just letting their presence be known.

Not wanting any light to be shone on themselves right
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Changes in life always coming upon us unexpectantly,
tearing us apart.

Heroes coming into being at opportune times, today
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Stepping into the future of something we know nothing
of, yet we go ahead and comply with our lives in spite
of it all.
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